.32 Looking for a chauffeur?

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[If you're out and about in the street you'll see Hesam, adjusting his leather gloves and leaning back against a limousine, looking irritated. It's probably not doing well for business but hey, what're ya gonna do?

Luckily he seems to know French but his pronounciation is terrible and definitely going to annoy anyone who can speak it fluently.]

Oh yeah, real funny. I get it. I'm laughing on the inside, Castle. Really. I am.

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[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[takes out his journal to show Hesam] We're still in Paradisa. It just looks like Paris.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[lineface. He isn't sure if that's good news]

I didn't know we still had them. [finds his own in his pocket and curses under his breath]

Shoulda known. Damn.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

...Sorry to break it to you.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

So what's with the fake memories?

The Castle wants us to think we're not in it? Everything looks so real though.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Just more ways to screw with us, I guess.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[sigh!] Well, Paris is better than pirates. And so far it's not so bad.

Other than the new job.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

What, you don't like it? [biting back the amusement]

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[huff!]

You're an ass, Petrelli.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

What? [innocent face full of innocence]

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

I could kill you and hide your body in this thing. Nobody would know. [pets the limo]

They wouldn't suspect me at all.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

Okay, I'm sorry.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's more like it. [adjusts his hat]

You wanna at least chek the inside out?

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

Maybe some other time when I don't have a dog with me.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

As if that ever stopped anyone.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[the dog just wags her tail some more and then barks at Peter]

See? She wants to go back home.